Hearing the little guy's voice, Feng Danyuan suddenly came back to his senses: "Xiaoyu, did you see it too?"
"I saw it, it's a bit scary...a bit."
The young prince is very knowledgeable, but he has never seen a dead person. No matter how courageous he is, he is not so bold as to remain indifferent to the sight of people dying. He may say it is "a little bit", but in fact he is not a good person as a whole.
The little prince covered his eyes with his hands, but in order to help his father guide him, he had to move his two little fingers a little bit, not looking at the scary things, but only looking at his father.
Feng Danyuan's heart skipped a beat. He was also frightened when he learned that the little guy saw the scene of offering sacrifices to heaven.
But how can we make these scenes disappear?
His eyes fell on the bloody arrow in his hand. Could it be this?
Touched the arrow again.
As expected, the scene of killing people to sacrifice to heaven was dim and blurry, and then disappeared. Feng Danyuan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, he didn't have to let the little guy see such a terrifying scene...
But he hadn't finished breathing yet, and the scene that had just faded became clear again.
This time, it was more terrifying than a bizarre death. It was just a group of people fighting, with blood everywhere, broken limbs and dead people everywhere. This was a scene he was all too familiar with.
"Xiaoyu, close your eyes and cover your ears." Feng Danyuan could only instruct.
The little guy didn't try to be brave. He took one look and closed his eyes, obediently listening to his father's words.
Feng Danyuan stared at the scene.
Judging from the clothes and weapons used by these people, they should be of the same period as Tianyu and Nvwa. The only special thing is that one of them rides a wolf.
Wolf Rider!
While in the grassland, the little guy saw countless wolves running out of another dimension.
On the stone wall of Liuyun Mountain in Mocheng, he saw a mural of a masked man riding a giant wolf.
So, is it the Yi tribe who rides the wolf?
A long arrow came through the clouds.
Feng Danyuan saw the arrow hit the chest of a man who was not riding a wolf, and the man fell to the ground.
Another arrow.
Feng Danyuan turned his head and followed the direction of the arrow to find the person who shot the arrow.
The man was riding a white wolf and wearing a mask, which made him very conspicuous. His archery movements were smooth and decisive, and the arrows killed people.
And the arrow in his quiver was exactly the same as the one in Feng Danyuan's hand.
A strong wind arose on the ground, and the masked man stopped shooting arrows.
Something comes from the east.
However, the wind also blew away the picture, and Feng Danyuan did not see the ending.
He did not know who the people who fought against the Yi people were, nor who would win and who lost in this battle.
The only thing he could confirm was that these scenes were probably real, but they happened a long, long time ago.
"Dad, are you okay?"
The little guy's voice came, and Feng Danyuan came back to his senses: "Well, what's next?"
The little prince first let go of his hand and didn't hear the terrible sound anymore. He opened his eyes a little and saw only his father and Shu. Then he opened his peach blossom eyes with peace of mind and continued to point the way: "Keep going north, wait.
When there are no such big trees, just go east..."
Feng Danyuan followed the little guy's instructions and spent half an hour walking out of the woods and arriving at the foot of the mountain.
In front of him was a rapid river.
"Go to the river." The young prince said.
"Okay." Feng Danyuan used "Canghailu" to draw his divine power and stepped into the river without hesitation.
